The cold wind is biting, and the world is bleak.

The battlefield is surrounded by mountains, people are like caged birds, a low atmosphere envelops the surroundings, and in the haze, it seems that a cold raindrop has fallen to the ground, adding a sense of vitality to the pressure.

Under the bright red and blood-like color, it seemed to imply something.

On the earth, blood is splashed, stumps and broken arms are unknown, echoing with the shallow sun covered by dark clouds in the east, and the swords intersect, the sound of gold and iron resonating, the remnants of the dots, a tragic but symbolic breath of life permeates.

The craze is like a wave, penetrating layer by layer.

As far as the eye can see, the four fields are all flames pouring into the drizzle, and the smoke after being extinguished is drizzled, and the sound of killing in the ears is also fading.

But the bones were left in the same place forever.

After all, they lost their lives, and they could only sleep here forever, and they could never get up again.

The weight of killing in troubled times can be seen.

Although it is said that ants eat elephants, the person who controls the ant colony is just a big ant when facing the "elephant".

Therefore, death is inevitable.

Everyone present was wrapped in the cold gale, but they did not move at all.

The cold outside the body is still stoppable, but the coldness in the heart is unstoppable.

Surprised, everyone present suddenly had goosebumps all over their bodies.

It is a feeling of being targeted by a beast, and it is an illusion of subconscious resistance in people's hearts when something fearful happens!

In the hearts of everyone present, they didn't feel a chill in their hearts.

Everyone's eyes were invariably focused on the place covered by a cloud of fog and dust.

It is common for the battlefield to be filled with gunsmoke, and the flames of war render the air, and it is easy to form a thin layer of light smoke.

The smoke is light, but the pervasive area is also very wide.

The smoke and waves disappeared, the surrounding places turned into gunpowder dust, the field of vision became empty, and Dong Zhuo's bloated and unique figure fell straight into everyone's eyes.

Of course, their eyes only paused on Dong Zhuo's body for a short while, and then hurriedly moved to Liu Xie on the side.

The shocking piercing wound continued to almost make those old ministers who were still loyal to the Han family faint on the spot!

At this time, there was still a little golden glow on Liu Xie's body, but more of it was the same color black gas on Dong Zhuo's body!

Needless to say, the faint golden aura on Liu Xie's body is the legendary emperor's qi, that is, the king's domineering and true dragon qi in the saying.

It's just that, now, it's a broken version

Because, it fails

It's just appalling!

Everyone's eyes looked at Dong Zhuo in disbelief.

You know, from ancient times to the present, how many emperors have been martial arts?

Very few!

But how many emperors were assassinated by assassins?

Very little has been heard of!

Why is that?

Because every emperor who ascended the throne actually vaguely inherited some kind of luck.

Only those who have wolves in their faces or are in the position of princes can kill the emperor or replace him, which is the hereditary recklessness of the Heavenly Dao and the repetition of the cycle.

Xia's destruction of Shangji and Qin's defeat of Hanxing are all in the dark, adhering to this truth.

After all, someone has to rule the world on the former's behalf.

Of course, no one knows whether this statement is allowed or not, but at least after the meteor shower, Liu Xie, who Liu Hong used to teach in private, knows and is reliable.

This is also the confidence that he subconsciously resisted in the face of Dong Zhuo's sudden attack.

It's just that when Dong Zhuo swung over, the tiny golden dragon, as if it had life, trembled even faster, and even trembled at a visible amplitude, trying to break free, but it was restrained by some invisible prohibition.

Liu Xie chuckled in his heart.

Dong Zhuo is now a prince.

Could it be?

When he landed, the dragon's blood splashed everywhere, Liu Xie's eyes widened in disbelief, and he watched the small golden dragon that had finally risen on his body, raising his head and screaming, turning into green smoke and scattering.

Liu Xie's whole person was suddenly struck by lightning, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he climbed out frantically in an instant.

He couldn't believe it!

But Dong Zhuo didn't give him the slightest time to react.

A fist qi condensed with bloody killing qi dissolved like ice the moment the qi head entered Liu Xie's body.

Expand the area with points!

The bloody killing aura quickly spread to Liu Xie's whole body, and the pure killing intent continued to devour and stir up, Liu Xie's body had just risen with a trace of golden dragon qi, and the next moment, he only felt that there was a big collapse in his body.

Liu Xie's age, he should have a vigorous face, but suddenly there was a black strange aura.

The strange black gas swayed under his skin, faintly, as if there was still a faint whistling sound.

The green tendons on his forehead shook, his body trembled constantly, and his face became hideous, as if he had endured pain that was difficult to speak.

"Little emperor, I originally admired you, but unfortunately, now that the situation is compelling, the old man can only pull you on your back" Dong Zhuo's sighing voice came in the wind.

When Liu Xie, who had come back to his senses in pain, looked back again, the black qi had disappeared, but he felt a coldness in his abdomen.

"Dong Zhuo, old thief, you are so ruthless."

In the past two years, this name has only been uttered a few times from Liu Xie's mouth.

But today's Liu Xie, when he said this name, he was no longer as scrupulous as before, and even had a calmness in his tone.

For Dong Zhuo, of course, he has a good grudge, and even a hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow.

It's just that this resentment dissipated without a trace at the moment of death.

He clearly knew that his short life, before he had time to meet the glorious moment that should have belonged to him, was about to collapse in the middle of the road!

The blood that opened the hole flowed uncontrollably.

Liu Xie raised his head and suddenly regretted it.

Although it is a piercing day, it is dazzling after all, but it symbolizes freedom.

Why?!

This young king, who had a rough life, but an aspiring king, was one step away from the freedom he wanted in his heart, but he could never be sold alive.

"Hehehehe"

Dong Zhuo grinned with difficulty on his lips that were already dry and about to burst, at this moment, even if he just touched his fingers slightly, he could feel the discomfort of his internal organs and blood overflowing all over his body.

He's dying.

The originally abundant and abundant blood qi is now evaporating like a boil, and it can hardly be stopped.

Dong Zhuo has suffered many injuries in his life, and when he was more seriously injured, it can be said that there are countless times, but there has never been such a trouble as this time.

This time, he really got to the point where he ran out of oil.

Although his methods are more sharp and vicious than at any previous moment, after all, it is just a manifestation of returning to the light!

When the water is full, it overflows, and when it is prosperous, it declines.

The wise sayings of the past and present are nothing more than that.

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